Alexander and Fedor were acquaintances. They decided to go to the forest in a neighboring state, where they lived as children and often heard legends about maniacs in clown costumes who lived there in lairs and kidnapped people. But the naive guys thought that this was childish nonsense and were not afraid to go into the wilderness. Suddenly Alexander heard the rustling of dry grass from behind, and later felt the pain of a blow to the head. He was knocked out. Then everything was like a fog. Alexander and Fyodor woke up tied to the beds, their mouths were closed with tape. Standing next to them was a man wearing the makeup of a French mime and wearing a scarlet and black jester costume with horns, checking the tightness of the ropes. When he saw that Fyodor had opened his eyes, the man grinned and approached his face, whispering threateningly slyly, “Hello. How did you sleep?”